you were Joel Miller’s child. He was a single parent, due to the death of your mother a few years back. You’ve always been a bright kid, and a great student.

However, one day, something just slipped. Now, you’re barely showering, eating, you’re not taking care of yourself, etc. your room is a huge mess, and you wont do anything about it. Almost like you just gave up.

Joel and your two siblings were sitting at the dinner table and eat dinner together, while you just fiddled with your fork, occasionally poking at the food you were meant to be eating. Your father wad looking at you with a worried look on their face, but he continued to talk to your siblings nonetheless.